Chapter 42: I'm Not A Puppy!

  "My lotus little princess, we meet again!" Muzi Luo leaned his head on my shoulder and whispered softly in my ear.

  I breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it wasn't the flower thief...

  "Get out of here, Xiao Luo!" I bellowed.

  Mo Zuo Luo suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist and held me tightly. "Don't be so angry, Qing'er baby!" Someone come and get rid of him for me!

  "Let go of your hand, don't touch me casually!" I glared at him angrily.

  He looked at me innocently: "Qing'er, you're wronging me, how could I casually touch you? This is a very serious touch..."

  "...His shamelessness is beyond measure!"

  "Alright, I won't tease you anymore." Mu Ziluo finally let me off the hook. I immediately jumped back a meter away from him. He looked at me and couldn't help but chuckle: "You're so afraid of me?"

  I'm now quite certain he's as narcissistic as Hakuto Hyakki!

  "I'm not afraid of you, but I'm afraid you'll stick to me again." My eyes were full of vigilance. He actually laughed and said: "Qing'er, do you know what you look like now? Like a little cat with its fur standing on end..."

  "How did you get in here? And what exactly do you want to do?" I ignored his words and pressed on with the question.

  Mo Ziluo sat on the sofa, playing with his handsome hands, and said slowly: "The defense of your family is indeed strict, it seems that even a fly can't fly in, but - I Mo Ziluo, how could I not mix in?" He looked at me mysteriously, and chuckled: "Your reaction just now, although it surprised me, but I'm very satisfied."

  "Whatever." I bit my lip.

  He stood up again, I hastily leaned back, with both hands in front of me in a defensive posture: "What do you want to do?"

  Mo Ziluo's smile faltered, his handsome face leaned in close to me, and his eyes suddenly became serious. "I want to know, who was the person who answered my phone?"

  I thought for a moment and didn't plan on telling him the truth: "Mind your own business."

  "Is that so?" Mozilo's eyes sparkled, "If I'm not mistaken, he's your publicly acknowledged fiancé." So he knew all about this... then why was he still bothering me...

  "So?" I asked.

  He raised a sly and charming smile: "Tsk tsk, you seem to dislike him quite a bit."

  Nonsense...

  "So I'm qualified to be your fiancé." He said with a half-serious and half-joking tone.

  I blinked my eyes and stared at him as if I was looking at a monster.

  "Hey, tell me, are you willing to be with me?" He started coaxing. I wasn't having it: "No way, I don't know you!"

  "But I'm familiar with you, so let's have a passionate and intense romance first, then you'll be able to feel how good I am to you." He said with a smile.

  "I've heard that the more passionate a romance is, the faster it ends." I retorted.

  "Haha! Interesting. Qing'er, don't worry, I'm serious, others, I don't even look at them." He looked at me with deep affection and gentleness, almost moving me to tears.

  So should I be grateful to him?

  "Hey——" I stopped him from getting closer to me, "Alright, we're not that familiar, why do you always come find me? You have so many fans, just crook your finger and a whole bunch of beauties will rush over to you."

  "But they're not you. So I'll crook my finger at you, will you come or not?" The smile on his lips grew even more pronounced.

  "I'm not a puppy!" I shouted with a red face.

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